posted by dave on Tuesday, March 10, 2009 at 12:07 AM in category ramblings

Looking over the fence. Admiring the green grass. Barely noticing my neighbor, my mirror-image, coveting my lawn.

Some forces attract and others repel. Sometimes there's a balance, and this bullshit I use instead of a life makes a little bit of sense.

Tasting the sour grapes. Wondering if I can ever love them. Realizing that I already do.

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That last sentence fragment sounds very much like a line of a song in "Phantom of the Opera", but it just won't come to me. Damn it!

Maybe sometimes the sour grapes make the best wines, eh?

I made it up! I've never seen Phantom of the Opera, I swear!

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